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The Black Tortoise of the North Sea looked at Xuandu, a questioning glint flashing in its chaotic eyes.

"What's next, Senior Brother...?"

Xuandu gently adjusted his breathing to calm the surging blood and magical power within his body.

Killing Ran Deng may seem easy, but he actually paid a considerable price.

Burning Lamp was, after all, a quasi-saint at the peak, and his counterattack before death was incredibly powerful.

If he hadn't just broken through to the peak of the Primordial Chaos realm, possessing a perfectly harmonious Daoist aura, and been further empowered by a supreme Chaos treasure like the Heaven-Slaying Sword...

It will probably take some effort.

"Take care of this place first."

Xuandu's gaze fell on the body of Ran Deng and the coffin lamp.

He raised his hand and took a picture.

"Buzz".

The coffin lamp trembled slightly, slowly rose, and landed in his palm.

The lamp body was covered with cracks, the flame was completely extinguished, its essence was severely damaged, and its spirituality was greatly lost.

but......

Ultimately, it is a primordial spiritual treasure.

Even if damaged, its value remains immeasurable.

"This lamp is useless to me."

Xuan Du pondered for a moment, then turned to look at the Black Tortoise of the North Sea:

"My junior brother is a protector of our sect, and he will inevitably encounter powerful enemies in the future."

"This lamp will be given to my junior brother for self-defense."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and gave it to me.

The coffin lamp transformed into a stream of light and flew towards the black tortoise.

"this......"

The North Sea Black Tortoise was taken aback, a flicker of emotion flashing in its chaotic eyes.

How precious are innate spiritual treasures?

Even if damaged, it is still a treasure.

Xuandu gave it away so easily?

"Senior brother, this item is far too precious, I..."

"Take it."

Xuan Du interrupted it, his expression calm:

"As we are of the same faith, we should support each other."

"not to mention......"

He paused, then looked at the corpse of Ran Deng:

"This lamp was originally meant for lighting lamps, but now that the lamp has fallen, the cause and effect are settled."

"Junior brother, holding this is in accordance with the will of Heaven."

The Black Tortoise of the North Sea remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded:

"In that case... thank you, senior brother."

It opened its mouth and inhaled, swallowing the coffin lamp into its belly, using its own essence to nourish and repair it.

Although it cannot be fully restored to its peak power, given time, it will become an extraordinary protective treasure.

After dealing with the coffin lamp, Xuandu's gaze fell once again on the body of the lamp burner.

Even the corpse of a Quasi-Saint at the peak is a valuable resource.

Whether it's refining weapons, alchemy, or comprehending the Dao, the residue can still have wonderful uses.

but......

Xuan Du thought for a moment, then shook his head.

"Dust to dust, ashes to ashes."

He raised his hand and waved it, and a surge of primordial energy erupted, completely enveloping the body of the lamp-burning figure.

"puff."

The body silently turned to dust, dissipated in the wind, and merged into the North Sea.

Not even a trace was left.

This is the end.

The Burning Lamp Daoist, an ancient figure who once listened to the Dao in the Purple Cloud Palace, held the Spirit Coffin Lamp, and ranked as the Vice Leader of the Chan Sect...

It vanished completely, leaving no trace.

After doing all this, Xuandu slowly raised his head and looked into the depths of the North Sea.

"Junior brother."

He looked at the Black Tortoise of the North Sea:

"I still need to go and find someone."

"Are you coming with me, or will you return to Jin'ao Island first?"

The Black Tortoise of the North Sea pondered for a moment, then transmitted its divine sense:

"When I first joined the Jie Sect, I had not yet paid my respects to the Sage."

"Furthermore, my body is large and I have difficulty moving around. I fear that traveling with my senior brother would be a burden."

"Perhaps... I should return to Jin'ao Island first, pay my respects to the Sage, and await my senior brother's return."

Xuan Du nodded slightly:

"good."

"Then junior brother, please be careful on your journey."

"If anything changes, immediately send a message to me, or call upon your Master directly."

The Black Tortoise of the North Sea nodded, its massive body slowly turning and stirring the seawater as it swam gently toward Jin'ao Island.

Although it's not fast, it's reliable.

With its terrifying defense, unless a sage personally intervenes, no one in the primordial world can harm it in the slightest.

After watching the North Sea Black Tortoise depart, Xuandu withdrew his gaze.

"Next..."

A flash of chaotic sword light appeared in Xuan Du's eyes and disappeared.

"It's time to go find the Golden-Winged Roc."

With a flicker, he transformed into a streak of azure sword light and sped towards the deeper reaches of the North Sea.

direction......

It was precisely the place where the fluctuations of Yin and Yang energies were most intense!

And this moment.

The entire world was already shaken by the battle in the North Sea!

......

Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

"Bang!!!"

With a loud bang, the jade table in front of Yuanshi Tianzun exploded!

His face was ashen, and the Jade Purity Immortal Light around him surged wildly, causing the entire Jade Void Palace to tremble continuously!

"Xuan Du... Tong Tian..."

Yuanshi Tianzun clenched his fists tightly, the killing intent in his eyes almost solidifying!

The lamp has fallen!

The vice-leader has been killed!

This is not only a disgrace to the Chan Sect, but also a trampling on the dignity of the Primordial Sage!

This hatred... is irreconcilable!

"Great eon... Great eon..."

Yuanshi Tianzun took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging anger and killing intent.

He looked up, gazing into the void, a fierce glint in his eyes:

"When the great calamity arrives... I'll see how long you, Tongtian, can protect him!"

Jin'ao Island, Biyou Palace.

The Tongtian Sect Leader stood with his hands behind his back in front of the palace, gazing towards the North Sea, a carefree smile playing on his lips.

"Good lad..."

"With a single sword strike, he cleaved Burning Lamp, forcing Primordial Beginning to retreat..."

"Truly worthy of being my disciple, Tongtian!"

He clapped his hands and laughed loudly, his voice echoing throughout the palace:

"Pass down the order!"

"From this day forward, Xuandu will be the Vice Leader of our Jie Sect, his status second only to mine!"

"When all the immortals see him, it is as if they see me!"

The roar echoed throughout Jin'ao Island!

Upon hearing this, all the immortals were greatly shaken and bowed their heads in agreement:

"I will obey the decree of the Master!"

Duobao Daoren, Jinling Shengmu, Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao, Kong Xuan and others exchanged glances.

Shock, admiration, and a hint of... indescribable emotion flashed in everyone's eyes.

Vice-leader...

Junior Brother Xuandu has only been a disciple for a hundred years, yet he has already reached such a high position!

Throughout the primordial era, who can compare?

In the west, Mount Sumeru.

Beside the Eight Treasures Merit Pool.

Jieyin and Zhunti looked at each other in silence, their expressions of suffering deepening.

"The lamp... has fallen."

Zhunti's voice was hoarse, and a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

Randeng had listened to the teachings with them in Zixiao Palace. Although he later joined the Chan Sect, he still had some connection with them.

Now he has fallen beneath the Xuandu Sword...

"This young man, Xuandu... has already shown his potential."

The guide chanted the Buddha's name softly and sighed:

"At the peak of the Primordial Chaos realm, he slew a Quasi-Saint with a single sword strike... and received the full protection of Tongtian."

"In the future, they will surely become a great threat to the West."

Zhunti's eyes gleamed:

"Senior brother, the great calamity is approaching, perhaps..."

"No."

The guide shook his head:

"Intervening now might provoke the wrath of the heavens."

Let's wait and see.

Beyond the thirty-third heaven lies the Nuwa Palace.

Nuwa sat quietly on her cloud bed, her colorful robes fluttering, her gaze indifferent.

She witnessed the entire battle of Beihai, but never intervened.

"Xuan Du... Jie Sect..."

Nuwa spoke softly, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes.

This child's growth rate is terrifying.

A century of chaos, a single sword strike slays a quasi-saint...

More importantly, Tongtian was standing behind him.

That sage who wielded the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, which could not be broken by any of the Four Sages.

"A great calamity..."

Nuwa slowly closed her eyes:

"It's getting more and more interesting."

......

Deep in the North Sea.

"but......"

Xuan Du's thoughts stirred slightly:

"System task not yet completed."

He needs to invite another being with top-tier supernatural powers to join the Jie Sect in order to unlock the total supernatural powers.

Golden-winged Roc...

That's the next target!

"Soon..."

Xuandu gazed into the distance, where the fluctuations of Yin and Yang energies became increasingly clear.

"If only we could get the Golden-Winged Roc to join the Intercepting Sect..."

"The sum of all supernatural powers will then be unlocked!"

"At that time..."

He clenched his fist, a chaotic sword light swirling in his eyes:

"Even a saint might encounter one!"

The divine sense of a peak-level Primordial Golden Immortal surged forth, sweeping towards the deepest part of the North Sea!

That place is where Yin and Yang meet; the Golden-Winged Roc must be there!